One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Nine, Quite Suddenly

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When the gecko lizard stepped out of the gate of the starry sky, the people of the wizarding kingdom at the south gate of Ghent finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When the Tudor Knights and the Norman Knights entered the city, they did not run.

It's just because everyone thinks that this war shouldn't affect them. As long as they hide at home honestly, there will be no problem.

During this period, many people even secretly watched from the window, wanting to see what happened.

Others are even more exaggerated, and there is still an inexplicable emotion, as if participating in history.

But when that happened, everything changed.

Because this is the fear of the unknown.

In their eyes, the gecko lizards are more like dragons emerging from hell.

The Tudor Knights may not harm innocent people at will, but will this lizard of unknown origin? The answer in most people's minds is: Lizards don't care whether you are a Tudor or a Norman citizen.

The people screamed and fled from their dwellings, their garish attire contrasting with the black knight's armor.

When someone was fleeing, they looked back and saw that the mysterious young man at the city gate was gently stroking the nostrils of the garrison lizard.

The gecko lizard may be hundreds of times the size of the boy, but at this time the other party bowed down his body and head obediently and affectionately.

For a time, the boy's "smallness" was in stark contrast to the "huge" of the gecko lizard.

But whether it's a boy or a lizard, they don't seem to take wizards too seriously.

In the noisy and noisy world, one person and one lizard seem so peaceful and harmonious.

Before the people escaped from the house, everyone thought that Ren Xiaosu and Lizard were messengers who escaped from hell and were ordered to destroy the kingdom of God.

But at this moment, many people suddenly feel that this is probably the real god, and the wizard is the devil who falsely expresses his will.

"You're the 'wee hours'," Ren Xiaosu said affectionately stroking the nostrils of the gecko lizard.

The other party's warm breath is beside him,

There was also a small black crescent birthmark on the upper left of the nose, which was Ren Xiaosu's method of distinguishing between 'early morning' and 'twilight'.

In the past, he always felt that the early morning and evening were silly, but now the other party has grown like this in the lava, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

However, the reunion of old friends is always a good thing.

It's no wonder that the summoning technique will become extinct. If any other great wizard pulls such a monster from behind the gate of the starry sky, I am afraid it will be completely cold.

Just like Meg, summoning a few sheep, you have to be attacked by goats.

If there is a great wizard who has practiced summoning to the level of Ren Xiaosu's 90,000 proficiency level, summoning the early morning is just a matter of putting his teeth in the morning.

So in fact, the only person in this world who is suitable for summoning is Ren Xiaosu, because now he has the most vicious pet in the world.

At this moment, the appearance of the early morning made the entire Tudor Knights and the Knights of Light panic.

Even the Tudor Patriarch stood dazedly on the carriage, speechless.

The war horse began to retreat involuntarily. It was a fear that came from the heart, and it was also the natural fierce suppression of carnivores against omnivores.

Not only the warhorse, but even the knights on the warhorse are afraid!

The loud exclamations spread through the crowd, and even the roar of the knight commander trying to restrain the troops was suppressed.

The surging tide began to ebb, and they retreated hundreds of meters away.

It's not that the elites of the Knights have bad psychological quality, but they simply don't know how to defeat the monsters in front of them.

Just behind the tide, Chen Jiu stood on the high witchcraft watchtower with a big mouth, what else could he say?

The church members had been arguing for a while over whether to save Ren Xiaosu, but now he was stunned to find that the other party didn't need to save him at all!

The night in the sky is like a low-hanging dark cloud, and the stars are eclipsed. Chen Jiu is like a spectator of a wonderful stage play standing in the sky.

Tonight, no matter where the story goes, the show has nothing to do with the church.

This is a war waged by a few people against tens of thousands of people.

There were very few people behind Ren Xiaosu, it looked like a helpless life in front of the tsunami, but everything turned upside down tonight.

There has never been anything in this world where the weak overcome the strong, but there are people outside people, mountains outside mountains, and heaven outside heaven.

"Is this the descendant of that knight," Chen Jiu muttered.

...

On the battlefield, if there was no one beside Ren Xiaosu to reminisce with the morning in the eyes of everyone, then he patted the wing of the morning with a smile and said, "Go, the enemy behind you is handed over to you. You are only allowed to kill people, not to eat people."

In the early morning, I roared in the sky, and suddenly there was a dark cloud in the sky, like a hole was broken, and a starry sky bloomed.

The huge red gecko lizard turned and rushed towards the southern city wall. When the magnificent Ghent city wall blocked its way, it smashed a section of the city wall into pieces in the early morning.

The wizarding nation used to be proud of the towering city of Ghent. This towering city wall symbolized the rule of wizards and the authority of the Tudor and Norman families.

Someone once boasted that no matter how majestic the goshawk in the sky is, it cannot fly over the crossbow arrows fired from the arrow stacks in Ghent.

But now, a creature suddenly knocked down what they were most proud of.

Then, in the early morning, he went to the southern wilderness without looking back.

Last week on the city wall, Qi Qi had lingering fears: "Fortunately, it wasn't directly behind Ren Xiaosu, otherwise this end would have hit us!"

Luo Lan held back for a long time and said, "It's awesome!"

Before Luo Lan and others were scattered on the city wall, this garrison lizard called Morning did not know them. If they really blocked the way, they would have died inexplicably.

Da Huyou praised: "The young marshal is a barrier-breaker, and this pet also follows the owner's temperament."

Wang Yun complained, "Why are you so proud in your tone?"

"Of course," Da Huyou said with a smile: "Of course my young marshal is going to blow it hard. I also expect the young marshal to give me a raise."

"Just, where did this lizard go?" Ji Ziang wondered.

P5092 explained calmly: "The Tudor Knights and the Knights of Light suddenly returned to help, and the Berkeley family is still eyeing the south. The three parties must have reached an agreement, so the Burning Knights should be on their way to Ghent City. The commander sent the garrison lizards. Going south, it should be to intercept them."

In fact, P5092 accurately guessed Ren Xiaosu's thoughts. Now whether it is Da Huyou or Wang Yun, although they have their own specialties, they do not have the ability to look at the entire battlefield.

Ren Xiaosu did this because he knew very well that in the early morning, although his physique was amazing, he was not immortal.

If the battle situation is really going to intensify, the great wizards with true black eyes like the Tudor and Norman clans are likely to pose a threat to the early morning, and the witchcraft that the Tudor clan is best at happens to be mutually beneficial to the early morning.

But it would be very different if the early morning were to face the Berkeley family.

Ninety percent of the Berkeley family's exclusive witchcraft is related to fire. Whether it is the Berkeley family owner or those great wizards, almost all methods are inseparable from flames.

And in the early hours of the morning, why should a creature that can bathe in lava be afraid of fire?

...

The Southern Knights were rushing to the north. For this siege war, the Burning Knights broke away from the baggage unit and directly led their troops to the battlefield lightly.

During the march, the rubbing sound of the iron pieces of the armor colliding together was like a thunderstorm.

Just as the horses were galloping, a louder roar in front of them gradually suppressed the sound of the Burning Legion.

The flags of the Burning Knights waved their orders, and the elite tens of thousands of soldiers immediately reined in their horses and stood.

The Knight Commander of St. Berkeley rode out of the crowd. He pulled his steel visor and listened carefully to the distant voice.

The sound is getting closer and closer, as if the earth is used as the drum skin, and it is violently beating.

"Footsteps?" The knight commander frowned.

But he immediately felt that something was wrong. How can there be such a big creature in this world, and the footsteps sound like a drum?

However, the next moment, a red figure on the horizon rushed like lightning.

The Knight Commander's complexion gradually changed. He suddenly pulled out the Knight Sword from his waist and roared hoarsely: "Enemy attack! Array!"

In the knight formation, dozens of Garudas with golden eagle faces suddenly flew out. They flapped their flame wings and stirred up a fiery wave.

Garuda flew over the Burning Knights' heads, savagely pounced on the oncoming morning.

However, when the Burning Knights thought that the terrifying lizard creature would be burned to death, they found that the other party had no scruples in the face of the high temperature, but became even more excited!

That day, the golden-winged flames Garuda, which looked like real objects, were licked into their mouths with their tongues one by one in the early morning.

"Arrow!" The knight commander roared, and the soldier beside him holding the banner immediately waved the banner.

In an instant, the burning knight like the mountains and seas took off his longbow and drew the arrow.

"Angry!" the knight commander ordered.

I saw that the flag on the warhorse pointed to the early morning, and tens of thousands of arrows shot out at the same time, and the black dots covered the sky.

However, just when everyone thought they would be pierced by thousands of arrows in the early morning, the arrows fell on the early morning like a matchstick dropped on a stone.

In the early morning, it seemed to be a little impatient. It was still licking Garuda and looked down at the Burning Knights...

Knight Commander: "...Protect the head of the family to retreat!"

But it's too late.

...

In the city of Ghent, the originally panicked knights and wizards gradually calmed down.

It's not that they have a strong ability to adjust their mentality, mainly because they have left the city in the early morning.

Everyone looked at the huge gap in Ghent City with an indescribable sense of shock in their hearts.

Many people said in their hearts: I am afraid that the scene of the catastrophe of the gods is no more than this.

In the myths and legends of the wizarding kingdom, the cataclysm more than 200 years ago was the catastrophe of the gods.

Because the gods were angry with the crimes committed by the people, they activated the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

In this catastrophe, the Tudor and Norman householders accepted God's will and led those who did not commit sin to live on.

These myths are not legends, but documents specially revised into volumes by wizarding organizations.

Since there is a God, of course there must be a whole set of things.

At this time, the people from the Tudor family and the Norman family knew very well that the behemoth should have gone to the south to intercept the Berkeley family. Thinking of this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be a good thing if the Berkeley family could besiege that monster, but if the besieging failed, at least it could help Ghent City share some of the pressure.

That monster must have been exhausted after the battle with the Berkeley Patriarch, right? After all, the Berkeley Patriarch is also a rare genius in the wizarding country. The Tudor Patriarch knows very well that the Berkeley Patriarch dares to start the Northern Expedition and Civil War, and naturally there are hidden cards.

Of course, it was impossible for the Tudor Patriarch to know that he actually climbed out of the crater in the early morning, and he was not very afraid of fire magic by nature.

"How long do you want to hide?" The Tudor family head hid in the armor and said loudly. His voice was transmitted far away through witchcraft. This was not for the Tudor family, but for the Norman family master!

Just on the other side of the battlefield, a grand and distant voice burst in the air: "Join us and use the blood of your Tudor family to follow witchcraft."

After all, the Tudor family master held the Eye of True Sight in his steel armored hand.

I saw that the blood of the great wizard who had been sniped from the sky by Yang Xiaojin had already flowed out.

The eyes of the Tudor knights around him lit up when they heard Xueji Witchcraft. It must be known that the great wizard who just died was the son of the family master, and the other party, as the second person, used this as a medium to perform Xueji Witchcraft. It must be extremely strong!

When the Great Wizard of Kyle fell in the southern Sun City, they heard that the Patriarch had descended and destroyed a small half of the city.

Therefore, the Tudor family has always been intimidating on the battlefield, they can let the dead show their last value!

However, everyone looked forward to it for a long time, and suddenly discovered a problem: the blood under the corpse of the great wizard Baker did not form the familiar magic circle of blood following witchcraft, and there was no reaction at all!

The Tudor knights looked at each other, and many wizards in the Tudor family also looked at each other. No one knew what was going on. Why didn't the master make a move?

The angry and trembling voice of the Tudor Patriarch came from behind the visor: "Not biological?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was immediately stunned.

It must be known that this great wizard Baker was trained by the Tudor Patriarch as the next Patriarch, which shows his status in the Tudor Patriarch's heart.

When the Great Wizard Baker died, the Tudor Patriarch was still able to control his emotions, but now that he knew that the son he had high hopes for was not his own blood, he finally couldn't hold back.

I have to say that this blood following witchcraft is really powerful, and it can even do a paternity test directly on the battlefield!

Although it is a one-time paternity test, at least it can't be wrong!

I saw the Tudor Patriarch fell backwards on his back, and the knight next to him supported him with quick eyes and hands, and then helped him lift his visor to breathe fresh air.

But as soon as the visor was lifted, the knight commander discovered that the 97-year-old owner of the house had fainted from this incident!

"Retreat back, adjust the formation, and protect the Patriarch!" the knight commander roared.

This time, even Ren Xiaosu and the others, who were still on guard in the distance, were stunned.

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a while: "Uh...it's quite sudden."

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